Luyện nghe bài hát Lyrical .44

[Redman] come!!!!!
[Marley] Play this song on your fuckin radio, play this song on your radio
[Verse 1: Method
Oh no, another flow forty fo'
If it gets deep, in feet first then hold yo' nose
I'm a beast when you step on my toe you hear my
Checkin 'em hoe, you see my pistol it go
I couldn't wait to do a song right, hardly 'gon do ya
Time to party, Meth, Stephen Marley and Jr.
So selecta, come with it, awww it
Now y'all done did it, supper y'all come get it
Now who stop me block me pop lock me knock me
Jamaica posse most high Selassie
willin, another sound boy killin
I'm hot bitch I don't cold or catch feelings
The be the ghetto youth
And Def Jam know the Meth Man take care of his fam
That's y'all better do
Examine our skin we to win
Worldwide tell the people we be again
2: Redman]
Make way for Hammond
Got hoes than grand canyon
I, dig 'em out then tie 'em up for
I, shoot at your feet make you start
I'm pissin on picnics where ya campin
Doctor got the from Ziggy
When the zig zag roll I'll rip your zip
Got fucked up off the hypno
I tip toe, then wait till bend over
(There I go) Aiyyo
I got a mo ped in Jamaica sittin on
(Blaow!) out, guns in the air
(Blaow!) Selecta in the air
No it's Tiger Bone to get it crackin
Aiyyo right or wrong
I'm a sinner, winner of the underground
Eat dinner, in of Bob Marley pin up
Redman]
I care about your bling bling bling
Over here we let them ring
BLAOW!!! Give it to me BLAOW!!! it to me
BLAOW!!! Shoot it up BLAOW!!! it up
I don't about your bling bling bling
Over here we let them things
BLAOW!!! it to me BLAOW!!! One time
BLAOW!!! it to me BLAOW!!! give it up
[Verse 3: Damian "Jr. Gong"
I wonda why so much ganja reach ya
And dem a how so much conquer feature
Blunt dem so big a a Bunny Bob and Peter
Teach it like a teacher preach it a preacher
Put you in a
Pussy couldn't mi up plus no under achieve
Gimme di rizla gimme di blunt and a
di chunks gimme di cup and a couple senorita
Jr. Gong di veteran a trouble when mi ya
DJ fi fi fan dem inna Grandtsand and di
Jumpin off on di , you best believe yah
Babylon a smell and couldn't get mi neitha
Well ever since a likkle ghetto yute dem get di
So mi know seh dem a go get a weopen
Everytime we hear some politician trippin
When a di big ting promote I'm right there wid di in
So just now yuh flip yuh likkle flippin lippin
Got a big forty five it's trigga finga
Then mi buck up yuh so far yuh don't know what's happenin
Dem wonderin how yuh get so slim like yuh fat and go gym
Get mi inna mi cabin and mi cabin stabbin
It is dappin slappin it is non stoppin
Hey! No pork caan cook inna mi
If a gal try dat she's a pigeon
Well a tear off mi pants stitchen
Natty dreadlocks di benz and have recline switchin
If a bwoy nuh like dat him may end up
dun tell yuh but yuh don't listen
[Outro:
Play song on your fuckin radio, play this song on your fuckin radio